I was the oldest of three, so I got full attention from my mother on the rare sick day (and we all got a pretty fair amount of attention from our folks everyday-it was not meant as a complaint). Also, staying under the covers was nice.
Once I hit adolescence… it was all about finding a good enough lubricant to avoid blisters… four kids, one parent, two bedrooms, Mom worked… sick days were my privacy jackpot!!Jackpot!!!
Having the apartment to myself for the day. Only one parent present in the home, Mom worked long days in the hospital and would check in when she could. I have one sibling, a younger sister, and she was at school then playing with her friends after school. I could sleep, read, and watch a little bit of TV, though I preferred late night programming all those decades ago before “cable”. So, a little respite time for me.
I didn’t stay home unless I was really sick. Like burning up with fever or actively vomitting… so it was not restful or fun.
What I did like is that my mother would do this set up where it sort of looked like a fort around the couch with a humidifier and a little side table for my soup and vernors. But I still felt miserable.
I was sick a LOT when I was a kid, so much the everybody thought I was faking it. My aunt worked as a special Ed teacher in my elementary school and the office wouldn’t even let me call my mom they would send me to my aunts classroom to sit till I felt better or I could get a hold of my mom from the phone in my aunts room. It wasn’t till puberty that it transformed into three days of puking and my stomach hurting to bad that I was diagnosed with migraines without the headache and later turned into full blown migraines. So to all those school office people out there, don’t question children when there sick a lot and make them feel shitty for it. You are the shitty person for making kids feel bad about something they have no control over.
When I was home from school sick with a fever I remember snuggling in a special handmade blanket. It made me feel safe and secure and was usually accompanied with a bowl of chicken soup. My brother recently texted me a photo of the blanket and asked if I recognized it. I was so excited to see that the “fever blanket” had survived all these years! We’re not sure who made it, but figure maybe my grandmother or great grandmother. I am so happy to have it now. I almost look forward to having a fever and snuggling in it again. Hmm, or maybe I’ll just snuggle without the fever.
Video games!
Reading all day!
@Pony Yep, that was the best.
Nothing. Being that sick was nasty.
My Mom
/giphy save ferris
I never stayed home from school, and I have regrets.
The snow days were nice though. I enjoyed sleeping in and seeing what was on tv during the weekdays.
I had to stay home the second day to see what happened on As the Stomach Turns.
I was the oldest of three, so I got full attention from my mother on the rare sick day (and we all got a pretty fair amount of attention from our folks everyday-it was not meant as a complaint). Also, staying under the covers was nice.
Staying home, eating lipton noodle soup on the couch, watching cartoons, and mom would make me hot tea all day long with extra sugar.
Not going to school.
@haydesigner this was the best
Once I hit adolescence… it was all about finding a good enough lubricant to avoid blisters… four kids, one parent, two bedrooms, Mom worked… sick days were my privacy jackpot!!Jackpot!!!
Having the apartment to myself for the day. Only one parent present in the home, Mom worked long days in the hospital and would check in when she could. I have one sibling, a younger sister, and she was at school then playing with her friends after school. I could sleep, read, and watch a little bit of TV, though I preferred late night programming all those decades ago before “cable”. So, a little respite time for me.
Price Is Right starting at 11am!
@earl_danger Geezer here who only had 3 channels growing up. Price is Right was a beacon of entertainment in a slate dominated by soap operas
@earl_danger Came here to say this.
I didn’t stay home unless I was really sick. Like burning up with fever or actively vomitting… so it was not restful or fun.
What I did like is that my mother would do this set up where it sort of looked like a fort around the couch with a humidifier and a little side table for my soup and vernors. But I still felt miserable.
@mbersiam
yeah… but VERNOR’S ! That makes it way better!!!
Mom staying home from work and fussing over me. And reading.
I loved school. Still do, but I loved being about to play video games and watch saved by the bell and California Dreams.
I HATED school until I went to college. Actually being sick was always a nice change from faking it for me
I was sick a LOT when I was a kid, so much the everybody thought I was faking it. My aunt worked as a special Ed teacher in my elementary school and the office wouldn’t even let me call my mom they would send me to my aunts classroom to sit till I felt better or I could get a hold of my mom from the phone in my aunts room. It wasn’t till puberty that it transformed into three days of puking and my stomach hurting to bad that I was diagnosed with migraines without the headache and later turned into full blown migraines. So to all those school office people out there, don’t question children when there sick a lot and make them feel shitty for it. You are the shitty person for making kids feel bad about something they have no control over.
Not having to walk 2 miles in the snow uphill both ways to and from school.
@chienfou I am sure if you asked to go to school when you were sick, they wouldn’t have made you do it barefoot like you did when you weren’t sick.
When I was home from school sick with a fever I remember snuggling in a special handmade blanket. It made me feel safe and secure and was usually accompanied with a bowl of chicken soup. My brother recently texted me a photo of the blanket and asked if I recognized it. I was so excited to see that the “fever blanket” had survived all these years! We’re not sure who made it, but figure maybe my grandmother or great grandmother. I am so happy to have it now. I almost look forward to having a fever and snuggling in it again. Hmm, or maybe I’ll just snuggle without the fever.